Tyler Knott Gregson's Blog, page 18
December 31, 2020
Hours from now, short hours that will be mostly dark, we will...
Hours from now, short hours that will be mostly dark, we will close the chapter we called 2020. We will turn the page, we will feel a strange mix of relief, of melancholy, of sorrow, of hope. 2021 is hours away, and my hope for each and every one of us is simple: I wish for us all to wipe away the dust that was left by this insane debacle we called a year, to wipe our slates clean, to drop whatever heavy thing we’re carrying, and begin again. We forget, when surrounded by so much lightlessness, that we still have a choice on how we go forward, on where we aim ourselves. This year, above all years, we have to choose to run straight into the light, however small a speck it may seem, and we must do so with clean slates and empty arms. I believe, with all my silly heart, that if we do this, we will have so much more room to carry so many better things.
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I ask you now, fellow light chasers, to wipe your slate clean. Blow the dust away from the chalk marks you suffered to make, and wash it, make it new. Hear me when I say how sorry I am for the losses you suffered this year, hear me when I offer promises of hope on the horizon. There is something new coming, and it’s building slow like a whisper of a spark in the tar of all this night, but it’s coming. Lean forward, drop your burdens, and blow softly on it. Let it blossom, this flower of flame, let it grow, let it illuminate your face, let it warm you.
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In a few short hours, hear me say these words to you, and know I speak them only with love: Happy New Year. I love you so.
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Wipe away the dust,
clean the slate and start again.
Drop what is heavy.
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson (at Helena, Montana)
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December 30, 2020
The Never Was #13. Don’t we all dream of this? Can’t we have it...
The Never Was #13. Don’t we all dream of this? Can’t we have it after the year we have endured? Here’s another that was gonna be, then stopped here. (at Helena, Montana)
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Community is such a massive thing in our collective happiness....
Community is such a massive thing in our collective happiness. Such a force when it comes to the enjoyment of our lives. I am so lucky to be a part of so many communities, from this family that grew to an intimately amazing size, to the family I helped my friends Krysti and Sabrina start with their perfect Elliot, to the new community built on my newsletter to this one, here. How lucky I feel. How blessed.
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A community
and a family spread out,
this is what we built.
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson (at Sligachan Hotel)
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December 29, 2020
"At untamed landscape
and ferocious surging sea
I will point myself."
and ferocious surging sea
I will point myself.”
- Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
"There is tenderness
in how others care for us,
in how they show it."
in how others care for us,
in how they show it.”
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Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
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"Call it good fortune,
call it fate or stroke of luck.
You came and saved me."
call it fate or stroke of luck.
You came and saved me.”
- Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
"This day is that day,
that day the one before it.
My beard grows longer."
that day the one before it.
My beard grows longer.”
- Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
"Make an art of love,
in all the ways you give it,
in accepting it."
in all the ways you give it,
in accepting it.”
- Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
"I can still feel it,
the sleepless apprehension,
of this magic day."
the sleepless apprehension,
of this magic day.”
- Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
"How we meet our end,
how we fill the middle.
This is who we are."
how we fill the middle.
This is who we are.”
- Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson
